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to think at you in different dresses and moments, in gray coat the Sunday we had a fight and we kept quiet for one hour having a lousy drink up at the Beekman Tower terrace (you [[strikethrough]] where [[/strikethrough]] were right to blame me for the way I acted in that time but it was unhappy time, beginning of Spring and I'm always upset [[strikethrough]] at [[/strikethrough] in that time of the year, then I was leaving and didn't know how to take it, things were happening too fast for my slow mind).  Then I can see you in long night shirt made like an evening dress all you inside with the arms outside, warm and soft, a heavy kind of soft, the right kind of soft - Or the heavy woolen or what suit you had and I didn't like it much except for the decoltée But the image of you I have cristalized and the one that comes first in my mind when I think at you is black dress closed around the neck, short as to let see your leggs slightly open, black stockings or dark anyway and I feel under my hand the warmth of your above the knee, just one hand above the knee, that's what I feel when I first think at you.

Hedda, you got me - I'm writing now in the afternoon & hurry to the Post Office, I have to go there for business & it's far from here so I'll mail [[strikethrough]] your [[/strikethrough]] this letter but I could go ahead for hours writing you stuff and that's what I mean with you got me - I love you a lot Hedda
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last line first paragraph is a transpose copy edit mark so edited as he wanted it (that is first think, not think first)